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16. Misconception

I dived in and pressed my lips against his without warning, taking him by surprise. He tensed up for a second, but eventually melted in to the kiss. He kissed me softly, and I tried to deepen the kiss but he pulled away, breathing heavily. He looked deeply into my eyes, and I kept the gaze. Maintaining eye contact, he swung his leg around my legs to sit on my lap. He cupped my face and lowered his down to mine, his lips brushing against mine. His eyes flickered down to my lips for a moment. I couldn't take it any longer, I smashed our lips together. This time he responded almost instantly, wrapping his arms around my neck. I placed my hands on his waist, making him squeal slightly. I slipped my tongue into his mouth unexpectedly, making him moan in to the kiss. This drove me crazy, making me instinctively push him down on to the bed. Breaking the kiss for a short moment, I crawled on to the bed so I was hovering above him, arm on each side of him. I leaned down and reconnected the kiss, starting to lightly grind on him. his hands moved up to my hair and get lost in my curls as he lightly pulled on them and moaned in to the kiss. I started getting rough with the kiss, hungrily going in. I pulled away, hearing Zach whine. I smirked and lowered my lips down to his neck, letting them hover teasingly. He squirmed underneath me, growing uncontrollable and needy. I planted gentle wet kisses over his lips, feeling his breath hitch in his throat. He whined in desperation, only making me tease more. I planted yet another kiss on his neck, but this time it drove him wild. That must be his sweet spot. I began to bite and suck, leaving him a moaning mess underneath me. "J-jack don't st-stop" he breathily let out. He gasped as I began to nibble and threw his head back in pleasure, only giving me more access to his neck. I felt him quiver, turning me on. I left sloppy kisses on his already forming hickey and see his eyes roll back in pleasure. This drives me fucking wild, and I go back to attacking his lips. I let my hand trail across his stomach underneath his shirt, before trailing it down to his pants. He grabs my hand and pulls it back up. I understand, he's not ready for that yet. I try to hold my ground for as long as I can, but eventually I need to pull away, gasping for air. My lips are swollen and my hair is ruffled. I run a hand through my hair, trying to straighten it out a bit. My head is spinning, and my heart is pounding. I've never experienced anything that comes even close to that. Zach looks flustered, his cheeks flushed red. he awkwardly and aimlessly tries to look anywhere but me. I place my hand on his knee to try and make things a bit less awkward and uncomfortable, but it only makes things worse. The silence was deafening, and extremely excruciating to sit through, so as an attempt to cling at anything to diffuse the tension, I lean in for another kiss, but Zach stops me, a glint if realisation in his eyes. He gently pushes my chest and I bounce backwards onto the bed. "I'm sorry. I have to go. There's something I have to tell Madelaine. Just, please, wait here." He leaned over and pecked my lips before jumping off the bed and running out the room, leaving me behind.

I had to take a minute to process what had just happened. I had just kissed Zach Herron... the love of my life. And he kissed me back?! I sat there for a moment, amazed, before I saw what was really important. My heart sunk. It was so dumb of me to think I stood a chance... so dumb of me to think maybe, even for a second, the world would melt away and that all that mattered would be me. would be us. Obviously, I'm not the one he wants. It's pathetic. I kiss the man of my dreams and his first thought is someone else. Not even just anybody, his girlfriend. Ugh, how could I have been so stupid?

"I'll never be what he wants..." I muttered under my breath. I sighed and fell back on to the bed, my arms outstretched on either side of me. I was staring at the ceiling, lost in thought until I heard a muffled and distant voice within the room. "Awwwwww". I immediately shot up and looked around me. Was someone in here!?!?! I definitely heard someone say something. "Is someone in here?" I got no response. I heard a shuffling noise come from the closet and diverted my attention there, only to hear the person faintly whispering to herself. "Wow, WELL DONE CHRISTINA! I gave you ONE JOB and you couldn't even accomplish THAT! All you had to do was BE QUIET and WAIT TILL THEY LEAVE! BUT NOOOO, you just HAD to be a loud bitch and get yourself CAUGHT! Smh I'm such a problematic." Was this girl... having an argument with herself? I arose from the bed and cautiously walked over to the closet. I swung the door open to see a girl staring up at me from the ground, huddled in to a ball eating cheez-its. She froze mid-cheez-it, and stared at me with a fearful expression. "I can... I can explain...or, ya know, I can just leave... you know what? I'll do JUST THAT! Leaving sounds like a GREAT plan in MY books!" she quickly gathered her cheez-its and got up to leave, but as she was walking away I grabbed her wrist and turned her around to face me. "No, please, I would just love you to stay and explain to me why the fuck you were spying on me and my boyfr- I mean me and my friend Zach making ou- I mean.. talking..." I said, rolling my eyes. She raised an eyebrow at me. "Talking?" she questioned, giggling. I blushed and looked down at the floor. "Well, depending on how much you saw...and heard..." she laughed and walked over to the bed. She sat down on it and patted the spot next to me, indicating for me to sit. I did as I was told. After a pause, she finally looked up. "Hunny, you ain't fooling anyone with that 'we were just talking' shit. Now, I know that it's not my place to interfere, but I want to help. Oh, the name's Christina by the way. Christina Harris. I'm actually kinda the host of the party.." she looked down at her feet. The host of the party? Then why was she in a closet spying on two guys' exceptionally hot and steamy makeout sesh?

"Hold on a second..if you're the host of the party, then what were you doing in there?" I said, pointing at the closet. She sighed, crossing her legs and shuffling around to face me. "Well, as you can probably tell, I'm not really a party person. I was having a perfectly normal and fine day when SUDDENLY one of my 'friends' came over and started bombarding me about having a party. I tried to say no but she had already posted about it. I asked her why she asked me and she said none of her other friends could throw one. Apparently she needed to throw a party and it was something about lying to one of her many boyfriends, I don't really know. Anyways, I tried to be all 'active and social' out THERE but seeing people trash my house and drunkenly flirt is NOT really my scene, so I grabbed my trusty ol' cheez-its and came to hide up here. One second you're comfortably laying on a bed eating food and the next thing you know you're hurriedly rushing in a closet to hide because someone's bombarded your safe space. And don't even ASK me why my first instinct was to run and hide in the closet, I was acting out of fear, OK!?!?!?" I digested all the information she had ranted on about. If there was one thing I knew for sure, it was that women talk. A LOT. "I didn't wanna mention this to you, but I kind of feel obligated. Did your friend Zach say he had to go find...'Madelaine'? Because Maddie's the one who got me to throw this party in the first place.. and if they ARE the same person, then that means-" "-She's cheating on Zach!" I exclaimed, finishing her sentence for her. Madelaine was a bitch, but was she THAT much of a bitch? I shook off the thought for now. "Listen, I just wanna say ONE thing to you. Don't let him get away that easily. I WITNESSED what just happened here, and that kind of love and passion can't be faked. The sexual tension in here was so thick I could barely breathe. You could cut that shit with a knife!" She exclaimed, awkwardly laughing. "Well, what I'm very poorly trying to say here is... give him a chance. I know he feels the same way, it's undeniable. At least tell him how you feel, what's the worst thing that can happen? And what better time to tell him than NOW? Listen to me, you'll hate yourself if you never tell him. you'll never know, and all you'll be left with is the 'what if'. Trust me, it sucks... but you can do this Jack, I believe in you. Now, go get him tiger" she said, playfully punching my arm. She was right. Now was my chance! I hugged her and thanked her, before wandering off to find Zach.

I looked downstairs but had no luck, so I walked back up. I had checked every room, except for the room at the end of the hallway. I approached it optimistically, swinging it open with a bright smile on my face. My smile dropped as soon as I saw the horrendous scene playing in front of me. I heard Madelaine screeching for me to get out. I obliged and slammed the door as I hurriedly left. I could not believe what I had just witnessed; Madelaine having sex. Wait a second- ... Oh... Madelaine must have been having sex with... Zach. My heart broke at the thought of it. At least I hadn't stayed long enough to have actually seen Zach. If I did I don't think I would have been able to bear it. I felt hot tears stream down my face. I roughly brushed them away, my previous surprise now replaced with fury. I leaned against the wall for a second, collecting my thoughts. I steadied my breath and dried my eyes, before re-entering the room where the game of seven minutes of heaven was commencing. I stormed in, directing everone's attention to me. "We've been waiting for you" Daniel called out. "That was WAY longer than seven minutes, Jacky must have got some" He said while winking and nudging Vanessa. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, obviously frustrated that she had had no such luck. "Hey, Ness" I called, beckoning for her to come over. She quickly changed her mood, excitedly springing up and maneuvering her way over to me. I pulled her out of the room by her arm, trying not to be aggressive. I was extremely mad and hurt, but I was not a monster. When we were successfully in the hallway, I pinned her against the wall and smirked. She bit her lip and let her eyes wander my body. I felt quite uncomfortable and violated, but pretended not to be. Right now I was so mad that all I had on my mind was revenge. I needed to get back at Zach, one way or another, and Vanessa was the perfect way to. "I was wondering, do you wanna be my girlfriend?" I asked, cupping her face with one of my hands. She squealed and nodded, capturing my lips in a cold kiss. I tried my hardest to kiss back convincingly, before casually pulling away and smirking. I sighed and pulled her back in to the room.

AHH MORE DRAMA. I'm sorry, I'm not the qween of conflict but merely a slave to it. Also Christina is in the story now, so ooh fun. Next chapter just MIGHT be my favourite so far, as the tea is EXCEPTIONALLY good. Till next time.